Vintage / Nova
A trust – an illusion of memories Differing under darkened light. Unholy mistruths and half-lies, unearthed by bone-cracking misconceptions. Purple steel churns, under crushing eternal gravity. Hammer-weakened, tempered in eternity’s forge and crashing against dimmer, weaker realities. Vintage It stands majestic in temperate woods and rolling fields. Stone is cold, cracked, chipped, and battered. Here [...]